For The Thrill - Victoria Monét, B.o.B

Keep on running

For the thrill if it gets you high

Keep on running

For the thrill if it gets you high

High

High

Some will want your love

Some will want want your pain

Someone want the blood from your veins

Some are hanging on to every word you say

Waiting til' you fall from your reign

But that’s okay

Rub it in their face

And keep on running

For the thrill if it gets you high

Keep on running

For the thrill if it gets you high

High (Higher, higher)

High (Higher, higher)

I’m a smoker, I’m a drinker, a slave to human nature

Prone to misbehaviour, my zone I don’t stray away from

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m on my square, you just a square

I’m on that different level, higher than the ozone layer

Mr. Officer, say Mr. Officer

We free spirits get these cuffs up off of us

Stay toastin' living cups up often bruh

Your life is good but my life is much awesomer

They’re trying every dawn and every break of day

To get between your pen and your page

And all they ever want is to see you fade

Till they get you down in your grave

If it gets you high, you high

You high, yeah

If it gets you high, you high

Yeah, yeah